Chapter 334 - Invincible
Opening Chapter 334 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother": Hudson watched as Maya was taken away, and immediately went after her, chuckling mischievously, "Third... Read on for more!
Hudson watched as Maya was taken away, and immediately went after her, chuckling mischievously, "Third Brother, get your funds ready, Third Sister-in-law is going to spread some wealth.""Iâll go check it out." Lucas, overhearing the mention of spreading wealth, lit up with interest. His timing was perfect to join the mahjong table. Latest content publÄąshed on ????????????????????â˘????????????????â˘????????????
"We can take turns playing with Maya." Asher also dashed off.
Liam, seeing Xavier standing there not moving, hands in his pockets, suspiciously eyed him and asked, "Youâre being so kind? Not taking the chance to make a killing?"
"Iâll go prepare the funds with Elijah." With that, Xavier also left.
Left alone, Liam bit his lower lip, raised his right hand, waggled his index finger, unsure whom to point at, and then stuck his hand back in his pocket, smirking as he muttered to himself, "Who ends up spreading wealth is still undecided."
In the game room, Maya eyed the not-so-well-intentioned group, half-squinting as she sized them up, then blankly asked, "How do you play mahjong?"
"Sweetheart, let me tell you, mahjong is a profound and extensive discipline. The basic rules, in simpler terms, involve grouping into AAA, ABC, then pairing with a BB combination to win. It can be mixed or pure groups."
"To chow, a player can only chow from the previous player, three cards together like 4, 5, can chow 3, 6."
"For a pung, if you have two identical tiles, you can make a pung, regardless of who discards it."
"A kong requires four identical tiles. You can self-draw a kong; if you have three and someone discards one, you can also make a kong."
"To win, you need at least a pair, and others can be sequences or pungs."
"Sweetheart, do you understand?"
"Christopher, youâre amazing, so clear and concise, you could start a tutorial course." After Christopher explained the rules, Maya looked like an adoring fan, clapping and giving a thumbs up.
Mayaâs praise made Christopher very pleased, flicking his hair confidently, he said, "Sweetheart, youâre flattering me."
"I think I got it, letâs start!" Maya was eagerly anticipating to play.
The group saw Mayaâs eagerness to play mahjong, exchanged knowing glances that today theyâd squeeze a win out of Liam, then promptly sat down to start the official game.
At the mahjong table, Mayaâs pace of drawing and discarding tiles was not fast, but very cautious, and the men were quite patient.
At this moment, Christopher chuckled, saying, "Sweetheart, no rush, take your time, weâre waiting for you."
After saying this, Christopher discarded a 30,000 tile.
Seeing the tile, Hudson quickly said, "Iâll chow."
At this, Maya raised her head, looked around at the three, and cautiously asked, "Can I pung?"
"Yes, of course you can." Hudson quickly handed over his 30,000 tile.
"Thank you, Hudson."
"Pfft!" Mayaâs gratitude drew laughter from Christopher and Lucas.
Hudson? Such an innocent and naive name, how could it possibly suit the cunning and sly Hudson, known for his ruthless streak among the brothers.
"Third Sister-in-law, donât call me that! Hudson sounds so wimpy, how can the Sixth Young Master Moore be called such a girly name?" Hudson was embarrassed through and through.
"Hudson the Fool would be more fitting." Christopher teased mischievously.
"Bam!" Hudson unabashedly kicked someone and threw out a 2-barrel tile.
"I think Iâve won." Maya picked up the 2-barrel tile Hudson had discarded, her mouth curled into a proud smile.
"Sister-in-law, a great start, your luck is pretty good!" Lucas complimented.
"I admit, I admit!" Maya was modest, but inside, she was overjoyed.
"Sweetheart, howâs that, I taught you well, letting you start with a win, but I wonât be so lenient later!" Christopher stretched his arms, looking like he was ready to be serious.
"Bring it on." Mayaâs momentum was not weak.
However, after two rounds and eight sets, Christopher, Hudson, and Lucas hadnât won a single hand, all thwarted by Mayaâs cautious play.
At this moment, Christopher tightly clutched an 8-bamboo in his hand, staring at Maya across the table, asking, "Sweetheart, you wouldnât be on the verge of winning again, right?"
Maya furrowed her brow, examined her own tiles, and slowly replied, "Pretty much, Iâm listening for a win."
"Brothers, should I discard this 8-bamboo?" Christopher looked left and right, seeking opinions from Lucas and Hudson.
"8-bamboo, I think Third Sister-in-law just needs this tile." Hudson, appearing calculating and crafty.
"Then Iâll discard the 5-bamboo." With a âwhoosh,â Christopher changed his tile.
"Sorry Fifth Master Scott, youâve given me what I need!" Maya laughed as she laid her tiles out.
"Hudson, you idiot, I shouldnât have listened to you, youâre as dumb as a pig." Christopher cursed as he threw the mahjong tile at Hudsonâs head.
"Third Sister-in-lawâs a rookie, lucky streak, canât blame me." Hudson felt so wronged he was about to cry.
"Sister-in-law, your luck is just too good." Lucas, unwilling to admit that the three of them werenât as sharp as Maya, could only blame her streak.
"Miss Hanson has some pretty great skills!"
"Yeah, for a first time, playing this well, really impressive."
By the end of the first round, the game room was already crowded with spectators, causing Christopher and Hudson to end up fighting among themselves, as it was embarrassing that the three big guys hadnât won a single hand.
Moreover, their skills werenât that bad, considered unbeatable everywhere, aside from Liam and Xavier winning against them, Maya became the third.
Listening to the spectatorsâ praises, Maya laughed secretly to herself.
Though it was her first real mahjong match, sheâd played on the computer for a long time, always winning every match. At first, she wasnât used to it, so her moves were slow, but once she got the hang of it, she practically crushed these men.
Donât think she didnât notice them exchanging looks in the lobby earlier, hoping sheâd lose. Once at the table, who wins isnât necessarily decided.
"Boss, youâre here, quick, quick, quick, take over for a few rounds for me. Sweetheartâs luck is too good, after nine hands weâre still waiting to win, only you can save face for us now." Christopher, seeing Xavier arrive, immediately stepped aside, giving up his seat.
"Maya, youâre this good?" Xavier, half-disbelieving, stared at Maya.
"Itâs all because Christopher and the others were going easy on me," Maya called it secretly making a fortune.
"I wonât go easy on you." By now, Xavier had already taken his seat at the table, while Christopher sat aside to watch.
As the mahjong table shuffled the tiles, Christopher suddenly rallied the spectators: "Come on, come on, everyone gather around, weâre starting the bets now, Iâm betting on Young Master Graham to win this round."
Christopherâs antics made the game roomâs atmosphere more lively.
"Iâll bet on Miss Hanson."
"Iâll bet on Sixth Young Master Moore."
"Iâll bet on Second Young Master Shaw."
Instantly, Christopher had turned the mahjong game into a âgambling match.â Beside him on the coffee table were the personal items of the four players, each with their bets in each playerâs designated area.
Based on the record from the previous nine undefeated rounds, Mayaâs bets temporarily held the lead.